Laying in the dark room of the guest room I just finished crying what felt like the hundreds times in the past 2 hours. Rolling over to my side I once again start debating with myself should I just pack up myself and go back home being in this house it like my high school years all over again. I fucking hate Chris dad why can't he just leave me the fuck alone?! I know I fucked up by making that sex-tape but Chris forgive me and got over it so why can't his stupid ass can't? Covering my face with the pillow I let out a scream before busting into tears once again. Staring up at the ceiling all I wanted was for Chris to hold me and let me know everything will be OK but he not even here. Taking a deep breath I wiped my eyes and slowly walked to the door I opened it and quietly downstairs. Walking in the living room I saw the outlined of Chris dad watching TV in his chair drinking a beer. Quietly and quickly made way out the door I start running til I got to the end of the drive way and just sat there.
What the fuck is going on with me?
Chris P.O.V.
Driving back home my ass was hurting like hell and my stomach felt like I was about to spilled up my whole insides. Taking out my phone I was about to text Stephen to tell him I on the way home until I remember that I took his phone out of fears that Tyga was going to expose me to him.
Turning into the drive away I got out the car and locked all the doors. Turning around to go into the house I jumped at the sight of Stephen sitting on the steps just looking in the night sky looking lost.
He probably piss at me. Taking a deep breath I slowly walked up to him and sat down beside him.
Are you mad at me Stephen? Not making eye contacted I felt my nerves getting the best of me.
No but Chris I leaving in the morning I can't be around your family anymore..mainly your dad
W-why? I asked in shocked
Cause when you left your dad and I got into this really heated argument about that stupid sex-tape and some other pointless shit...to make a long story short he really hit a nerves earlier.
Sitting there I know Stephen wouldn't lie about something like that but I also couldn't believe that my dad would actually bring that old shits up. I felt the angry building up inside of me how come everyone have to fuck with Stephen when he literary don't do shit to anyone. He is like that one little kid on the playground that just be minding his own business playing his own game and bunch of jackasses how to come over there and start messing with him. I was snapped out my thoughts by a tap on my shoulder .
You don't believe do you? I can hear the sadness in his voice
No I believe you I just really pissed at my father for bringing that shit but up. I'm really sorry Stephen.
It OK.
Grabbing his hand I move closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder. I love you Stephen.
I love you to Chris. Kissing him on the neck I start to feel sick to my stomach again. Slowly getting up I quickly made my way up to the guest bedroom and ran in the bathroom shutting the door behind me. Bending down over the toilet I feel like I spitting up my whole stomach.
After 5 minutes of throwing up my digestive system I flush the toilet and rinse my mouth of with Listerine. Taking a deep breath I open the bathroom door to see Stephen sitting on the foot of the bed with a worried look.
Are you OK Chris?
Simple shaking my head I crawl in the bed and face planted right in the pillow feeling Stephen crawl beside me I rested my head on his stomach. I felt sick all of an sudden , my whole body felt weak holding on to Stephen. Feeling Stephen rub my head I couldn't hold it in any longer. Sitting up I busted out in tears.
Stephen I sorry but..but I can't keep this inside anymore. I cheated on you..again.
Looking into his eyes I saw nothing but emptiness...
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